Do you have any Faberry or Bechloe fic recs? You write amazing fanfiction, so I imagine you probably also have good taste in them :D
aw thank you so much! as luck would have it… I do have fic recs for both of those ships! And, well, of course I think of myself as having good taste in fics ;)
I have made a few faberry fic recs in the past, and unfortunately, I haven’t found many more fics with them since then? Granted, I haven’t been as much in a faberry-heavy mood for a few months, so… yeah the fic rec lists are the same. You can find them
here and here.
As for bechloe… okay, well the majority of my favorite Bechloe fics are shorter stories/oneshots (which i believe is the majority of stories i’ve really seen) but granted, I haven’t gone through this entire fandom and scoured for fics like i have for faberry.
Experimentation - So, about that one little regret… (aka canon divergent from the second movie and Chloe’s tent confession also known as the slowest burn to ever burn)
this is like the classic quintessential bechloe fic, let’s be real. i’m sure you’ve already read it, but… the hands down best bechloe fic i’ve ever seen.
Exception - Chloe is Beca’s exception to most of the rules she’s set
herself in life. Which isn’t anywhere near as difficult for Beca to
accept as it should be.
Sure Would Be Prettier - There’s an entire world out there for Beca to see, and
she does. It’s filled with beauty and music and wonder, and it’s all
pretty breath-taking. But there’s always something missing.
You Still Make Sense to Me (Your Mess Is Mine) - “Chloe fills up all of the spaces inside her that she didn’t even know existed until Chloe was there.“orrrrr
the one where it takes a fake-engagement and being domestic as hell for
these two idiots to realize they’re in love. Set two years after PP2
and mostly canon compliant. Title taken from Vance Joy’s "Mess is Mine”
reality is a sliding door - There is a theory: every person has a moment in their
life where they make a choice to go left or right. From those
possibilities, two parallel lines form, running alongside each other;
two concurrent realities. Parallel lines never cross; they run forever next to each other without ever meeting.In one world, Beca Mitchell joins the Barden Bellas.In another world, she wasn’t supposed to.In every world, Beca Mitchell underestimates Chloe Beale.
when gravity’s pulling (you’re still holding my heart) - Beca isn’t sure how she got here.Well, she knows
how she got here, in this house, with these girls. She knows all about
the real estate process too. But she isn’t sure how she got here: Laying
on her bed with her laptop in her lap and her legs bent at the knee,
feet flat so Chloe can paint her toenails while she goes over the Bellas
history with Legacy and answer every question about the Beca-and-Chloe
(fake) dating thing.It’s this part of her life she isn’t so sure about.
Song Beneath the Song - Chloe has always followed the music, because music has
given her the best, most important things in her life. It’s never led
her astray. Sometimes, though, she wishes it’d give her a little bit of
warning about the roller coaster she’s in for.
The Party’s Crashing Us - Beca has never been big into high school activities,
but sometimes desperate people do desperate things. Like show up for
marching band and get stalked by the creepy redheaded cheerleader who
won’t leave you alone.
Bulletproof Use of Bullet Points - Nobody values friendship more than Aubrey Posen. (Even her best friend, Chloe, can really only be said to consider friendship equally as important as Aubrey does.) The point is: it matters.But Beca Mitchell might just be the most annoying person at Barden University. (Important note: she most definitely is.) Tolerating smug shitheads for the sake of someone else is surely the True Meaning of friendship.
One touch and I was a believer (every kiss it gets a little sweeter) - “I wonder how many there are.” Chloe says, pointing up
with her finger. She starts to count, moving her finger every time she
does, and Beca smiles as she watches her. It’s impossible to count every
star in the sky, but obviously Chloe tries. It’s such a Chloe thing to
It’s quite worrisome, how happy-go-lucky, doesn’t know the meaning
of boundaries, across-neighbour Chloe Beale doesn’t bother her.
She doesn’t dwell on it though, she just continues on with
life and focuses on what’s in front of her. Like, giving Jesse his
Chinese food and pushing his legs off her sofa.(or:
beca thinks everything is perfect, then chloe moves in across from her.
being domestic as hell and secretly in love with each other for two
years come after.)
oh the habits of my heart - Listen, Beca’s not gay.She’s, like, only mildly attracted to German blondes. And, like, half-ish attracted to weirdo redheads with no knowledge on boundaries and how to respect them. So, yeah. Beca’s not gay.
Storytellers and Legends - Dr. Mitchell has the habit of kicking off his classes
with personal stories: stories about a girl so outrageous, she couldn’t
possibly be real. At least, that’s what Chloe always told herself.
(Accidentally) Taking Aim - For Kay’s prompt: “At Barden, the acapella groups are
naturally drawn to understanding the world through music. It’s the
language they speak, from toners to aca-children, but most of all in the
harmonies they make with their mouths. So is it really any wonder that
Chloe is falling so hard when Beca is wooing her with her music, even if
it’s completely by accident?”
Secrecy - Chloe and Aubrey are best friends; always have been,
always will be. Which is what makes this whole thing so weird. Because,
see, best friends don’t keep secrets from each other. Most of the time.
Some Kind of Home - Home is where the heart is; Chloe is just better at following hers than most people. Not that Beca gets that at all.
this love ain’t enough to leave you - On a one-way trip to Los Angeles, aspiring DJ Beca Mitchell doesn’t
expect her world to change. Enter Chloe Beale, photographer and
journalist, who doesn’t know how to make hers stand still.
Something You Want, Something You Need - Beca Mitchell’s not really sure how, but a
copper-haired Cocker Spaniel (who walked into her bathroom while she was
singing in the shower) managed to change her life and give her Chloe
Beale. Or the story of how DJ-just-moved-in-down-the-hall Beca
and travelling-private-music-instructor Chloe succeed to be
disgustingly domestic with a dog and 5000 miles distance.
Don’t You (Forget About Me) - If you drunkenly sleep with your best friend, you’re
both just supposed to pretend that you don’t remember, right? Even if
you know that she knows that you know that she knows. Yeah.Or the one where Beca and Chloe sleep together and refuse to be the first to admit that they both remember everything.
All Apologies - Beca can’t believe it when her gorgeous redheaded
neighbor shows up on her doorstep. When she starts crying, admitting
that she’s run over what she thinks is Beca’s cat, she doesn’t have the
heart to tell her that the feline belongs to the old man next door. And
when Chloe locks her keys in her car, she can’t help but invite her in.
But even Beca doesn’t expect what happens next.
OH MY GOD I COULD KEEP GOING WHY DO I READ SO MUCH FANFIC I’ll stop there for now… I hope you enjoy!
Living with Dad was like living with Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. One day he was a madman with his hair standing on end and his nostrils flaring threatening to kill me; the next day he had no memory of what transpired the night before, and we carried on like nothing happened.
Mary Kate DeCraene author of “No One Said Life Was Fair” a poignant and humorous memoir about growing up in an alcoholic family.
Stereotypes: The Female Perspective of being “too” within society
A few of you had messaged me with interest of reading my grad school research paper on gender stereotypes within Pitch Perfect, I’ve excluded some of it, but thought you may be interested in the rest :) Let me know what you think, I would love if we could discuss and would love to hear what you think!!!!
“Okay, so all a woman has to do is ignore society’s expectations, be ambitious, sit at the table, work hard, and then it’s smooth sailing all the way. What could possibly go wrong?” – Sheryl Sandburg, Lean In (p. 39)
From a young age, we, as human beings, are taught how to eat, dress, ride a bike, communicate, and if we are really lucky – we are taught to love. This love still comes with innate beliefs educated, often subconsciously, by those who raise us, those we befriend, and those we come across in all stages of life. These ‘stereotypes’, often learned through behavior not words, is most often not even recognized as stereotypes because they often impact us in ways we do not consciously, or verbally, acknowledge.
Now, let’s try to break these stereotypes down even further and focus solely on the female population and what females are often inherently taught growing up within society. Habitually, these teachings come from our female parental figures, guardians, grandmothers, sisters, and friends who are teaching without the knowledge that they are helping to shape our beliefs and opinions for the rest of our female lives. These unconscious teachings include: the appropriate way to act around males, how to look and act like a lady (never less), how to speak our minds – but not too much, never too much; how to be the perfect student, the perfect wife, the perfect mother, the perfect employee. It does not matter if by doing these things we are living as our best selves, if we are being the polite, quiet female we have been conditioned to be, nothing else is of equal relevance. Though, these stereotypes are learned behaviors through our peers.
Exploring the mass media example of the film Pitch Perfect, released in 2012, the then-Indie-now-major-blockbuster-success focuses on an all-female acapella college group trying to find their way. The film pushes the limits of group female interactions and stereotypes of how women ‘should’ behave within society. The film could be argued for many different stereotypes as it is packed full of theories begging to be discussed. To name a few, we cross paths with the overweight female – who introduces herself as ‘Fat Amy’, when questioned why she calls herself that, she answers (jokingly?)“So twig bitches like you don’t do it behind my back.” There’s the openly gay member (who is also African-American) of the group who they chose to have play the utmost extreme version of being both a lesbian and a black female. There’s the very exaggerated sexual member of the group, the quiet Asian character, and the overly cocky male members of the rival group. We also get to enjoy the banter of a misogynist male and provocative female acapella announcer team. But nothing quite speaks the weight like the female and male stereotypical roles thrown to the audience throughout the film.
The female lead character ‘Beca Mitchell’, played by Anna Kendrick, is an incoming freshman at Barden University. Though young, Beca is extremely driven, sarcastic, antisocial, independent, and confident in her goal of becoming a music producer and doesn’t plan to focus on much of anything else.
A woman… independent and driven in a successful film? Yes, I know it’s a strange concept. But that can’t just be all she is, she obviously needs more ‘depth’.
Here ya go. This was too fun and way longer than I thought it would be.
Water Park - Bechloe
Cynthia Rose didn’t just hate water–She loathed it. She was like a typical pussy cat if you were comparing her to an animal, and that was okay with her, considering she was out and proud, unashamedly admitting multiple times that she was into pussy. She and water just didn’t mix.
It was something Beca never understood. See, Beca learned to swim when she was three and if we were comparing people to animals, Beca would be a fish, maybe a piranha if you factor in the feisty part of her personality.
She was always the one pushing Cynthia Rose to swim. True to the maternal side of her that she vehemently denied existed, it bothered her Cynthia Rose never learned to swim. (“What if she falls in a pool one day and dies or something?”)
When the Bellas went on that retreat to find their sound, it seemed the only thing that went right apart from the campfire was the part where Aubrey and Beca had taught Cynthia Rose to at least doggy paddle while Chloe had the rest of the Bellas singing songs from the movie Mulan because, “Music motivates.”
And Cynthia Rose had to admit that water wasn’t that bad.
So when the Bellas won the World Championships, it only felt appropriate for Beca to suggest going to a water park.
After all, Beca loved water, Cynthia Rose deserved it for finally mastering a back stroke, and after that break up kiss with Jesse, she could really use some cheering up.
“Hurry up aca-bitches, I’m gonna get my tan on. I would say prowl on, but you know considering I’m now in a relationship, that would be frowned upon so…” Fat Amy said from the driver’s seat of the Bella bus.
Aubrey rolled her eyes at the Australian, trying not to laugh. She knew Amy would never cheat on Bumper.
“Chloe’s late as usual,” Beca sighed in the front seat behind Amy. Chloe Beale was going to be late to her own funeral.
“Maybe she just wants to look extra special for someone,” Beca turned around to glare at Emily Junk. She did not like the tone of Emily’s voice right now, and she definitely did not like that pointed smirk that stretched across the sophomore ’s lips.
Beca shook her head, “Just stop while you’re ahead Emily.”
Emily’s smile just got bigger.
Emily had made the assumption that Chloe and Beca were dating, unlike most girls, who would just assume that Chloe and Beca were gal pals and told her mom the Bellas had lesbian captains.
It totally wasn’t her fault.
The rest of the Bellas acted like Beca and Chloe were married. Whenever she asked where Chloe and Beca were, they always replied with, “Probably somewhere experimenting,” or, “Probably somewhere making out.”
Emily thought Jesse was a beard for Chloe’s parents who were very homophobic.
She never thought Beca and Jesse were actually dating, especially not after the super gay comments towards Kommissar Beca would make and how jealous Chloe would get, so don’t blame her when the first words Katherine Junk said to Beca were, “You and Chloe are so adorable together. You’re sisters and girlfriends!”
To which Beca replied, “First of all, Chloe and I aren’t together, and second of all, gross.”
The rest of the Bellas had a big laugh about that.
Emily had become something of a hero to the Bellas much to CR’s annoyance. Sure Cynthia Rose joked about ‘Bhloe,’ with the rest of the Bellas, but she didn’t think they were in love. She knew what it was like to be attracted to girls and thought Beca was far too open to be in the closet. Still, the other Bellas insisted that Beca was more sexually confused than an acapella dude, just too safe to do anything about it.
But CR was the gay one and prided herself with an on point gaydar, something Beca Mitchell and Chloe Beale just didn’t set off.
“Sorry I’m late Bellas,” Chloe said as she walked onto the bus. Her fiery hair was pulled back into a messy pony tail, and she was wearing a sky blue bikini, only a sky blue bikini. Chloe Beale never was one to cover up.
Emily sat back and snorted at the back of Beca’s head when Chloe took her seat. Beca visibly tensed up. Her mouth formed an ‘o’ as her eyes grazed Chloe’s exposed skin.
Emily glanced at Cynthia Rose. “Doesn’t mean anything Junk.”
And Emily almost laughed because Beca squirmed in her seat when Chloe touched her, and her breathing was so irregular that she couldn’t even join in with the impromptu singing of, “I Really Like You,” but she did stare at Chloe the whole time.
How could Cynthia Rose, the one who is actually into girls, not see this?
“They are just friends, acachild. Stop. You just want to see your, ‘second moms’ get together”
“Sure, Beca and Chloe are just gals being pals,” Emily deadpanned, not looking up as she wrote down lyrics in her notebook.
It got worse when they got to the water park.
Cynthia Rose, Emily, and Aubrey were floating around in the deep end, a place where Emily could easily watch Beca and Chloe, Flo was sunbathing, Lilly was off doing God only knows what, and Stacie was hitting on the hunky life guard.
Chloe dipped her toe in the water and backed off. Beca on the other hand, ran and canonballed right next to her, drenching the ginger with freezing cold water.
“I swear to god, Mitchell–” Chloe was interrupted by Beca’s hysterical laughter “Of course you’d find this funny!”
“You look like a wet red panda!”
“D-do you even know what those things look like wet?” A trembling Chloe asked, shielding her body from the cold as she tried her best to scowl at the small brunette, who was smiling up at her.
Beca swam over to where Chloe was standing and grabbed hold of the edge of the pool, “Well no…but I do imagine they are pretty cute.”
Emily nudged Cynthia Rose, "Look at the size of those toners.“
“You are delusional. You all are,” was all CR said as Beca did her impression of a red panda for Chloe and pulled her, screaming, into the pool.
Beca and Chloe went down the water slide together, Beca looking way happier than the time she did at the retreat, laughing adoringly at Chloe for screaming bloody murder the entire way down it.
“Friends totally don’t look at each other like that, CR.”
“You’re looking way too into this. They are like sisters.”
Chloe smacked Beca’s butt as she came back from the snack bar with a couple of ice cream cones.
They were laughing at each other. They were so happy. Emily had never seen a smile that big on Beca’s face as she made fun of Chloe’s ice cream covered cheek. “You got a little something there, Beale.”
Instead of doing something normal like handing Chloe a napkin to wipe the ice cream off, Beca wrapped her arms around Chloe’s waist and licked up the side of her face.
“OM-aca-G!” Emily squealed.
“Big deal, Legacy. Beca has licked her face before, and if you think that’s romantic, there’s something wrong with you.”
“The fact that that has happened before is cause enough to set off anyone’s gaydar.”
Then, Beca and Chloe played chicken against Stacie and Flo.
“Chloe, I’m not going to be the one on top.”
“But you’re smaller.”
“Maybe I just don’t like heights.”
Chloe winked “Or maybe you just like being in between my legs.”
“That’s–that’s not–you’re so weird.”
“Believe me yet, Rose?” Emily asked, splashing her friend.
“They are just joking around!”
“Right, like you and Stacie joke around.”
CR had no response for that.
“Will they just admit they love each other and be done with it? My god!” Aubrey barked, lifting her sunglasses to get a better look.
“See! Even Aubrey can see it,” Emily said.
Cynthia Rose clapped a hand to her forehead. "FOR THE LAST TIME, THEY ARE NOT GAY! IF YOU DON’T STOP I’M GONNA—“
They didn’t get to find out what Cynthia Rose was going to do because just then Fat Amy shouted, “CANONBALL!” at the top of her lungs and jumped off the high dive.
Unfortunately, Fat Amy found out first hand that boobs were never meant to be trapped, even if it was for support for lower back issues. To everyone’s horror, her top came flying off.
And because Fat Amy flashed Obama, the pool owners decided that flashing an entire water park was not a random accident, and the Barden Bellas got a life long ban from Wild Crocks water park.
Chloe whipped Beca with a towel on their way back to the bus and grabbed her hand, and CR still told Emily they were just friends.
On the bus ride back home, Beca complained that she was sunburnt and really, she was. She looked like a lobster.
“I don’t want to hear it, Beca. I offered to rub sun block on you,” Chloe said, leaning way too close to Beca’s face.
Emily bit back her squeal and smacked Cynthia Rose multiple times. She shoved her headphones on, muttering something about, “aca-children.”
“Well, now you can rub Aloe on me later.”
Beca said irritably, scratching the back of her neck, “I swear I’m already starting to peel.”
“You’re being over dramatic.” Chloe poked Beca’s red arm. “Does this hurt?”
“Fuck! Yes, Chloe that hurt!”
“Does this?” Chloe grinned, poking Beca’s cheek, but it was softer this time.
Beca batted her hand away,“Yes, stoppppp.”
“What about this?” Chloe whispered, and she leaned in closer, pecking Beca on the lips.
Chloe pulled away, running her thumb over Beca’s jawline.
“Th-that didn’t hurt at all.”
Chloe’s face lit up like the Fourth of July.
Beca blushed so hard you could still see it, despite her severely burnt cheeks.
The other Bellas were too dumbstruck to speak.
Emily’s shit- eating grin could be seen from space.
And Cynthia Rose?
She had to admit that maybe she wasn’t the only Bella that was into pussy.